I am grateful for morning
it arrives like clockwork
consistently bringing a new dawn.
Mourning… morning… mourning… morning
interesting that the two words are the same, save for one letter.
When one is mourning, one cannot escape the waves of tears.
Before the sun rises, they wash over without an invitation and the storm seems unyielding.
Then seasons change and healing begins
And morning is welcomed as the start of a new day.
The waves of mourning still break through, but depart faster than before.
And maybe there are seasons
And maybe they change
And maybe to love is not so strange
The sounds of the day
They hurry away
Now they are gone until tomorrow
When day will break
And you will wake
And you will rake your hands
Across your eyes
That it’s going to be a daySource: LyricFind
There is really no way to say no
To the morning
Songwriters: Dan Fogelberg
To the Morning lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
To mourning turning to morning and new life…